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"Inuyasha! Inuyasha, where are you?"
The woman looked around worriedly, her long black hair flying behind her as she rushed around. Her eyes searched frantically for the small boy she was assigned to look after.
"Inuyasha! Please come back! Oh Kami, where is that child?!"
In a tree nearby, a small hanyou child looked down at his babysitter in amusement. "This'll teach you to force me eat my peas, Sanako," he smirked, laying lazily on his stomach on the wide branch. He fiddled with a hanging leaf overhead as he listened in amusement to the woman's pleading cries.
"Inuyasha! Onegai, I'll never make you eat vegetables again!" Sanako half-sobbed. "Just please, come back! Izayoi-sama will never forgive me for--"
"Sanako? Is something wrong?"
The woman gasped, falling to her knees as the voice of the Inu-tashio floated closer to her. "Mi-Milord," she stammered, lowering her eyes.
The large inu-youkai emerged from the forest, his long silver hair pulled up in a ponytail away from his face. Although he was clad in no more than a simple business suit, his presence was intimidating, his aura immense. He cocked an eyebrow as he watched his younger son's babysitter cower before him.
"Now Sanako, do not inform me that you have lost Inuyasha, again," he rumbled in an amusement.
"N-no, Mi-Milord, I had just been feeding him when he refused to eat his vegetabl--"
"Father!" A small voice squealed. A small figure jumped down from a tree a few yards away, rushing forward and clinging to the Inu-tashio. "You're back!"
Chuckling, the dog demon ruffled his son's head. "Indeed, Inuyasha, I have returned."
"What'd you bring me?!" the small boy asked excitedly, scampering up on his father's body to look over his shoulder.
"You'll see," his father smiled, and turning his head around called, "Sesshoumaru! Come here and greet your brother!"
On cue, a smaller version of the Inu-tashio appeared from behind, his silver hair hanging loosely down his back. He was dressed formally, his white dress shirt illuminating the magenta stripes on his face.
"Sesshoumaru-nii-chan!" Inuyasha shouted, jumping from his father's arms and running towards his half-brother. The older son simply watched with a look of boredom as the young hanyou jumped around him, tugging on his black pants. "Where'd you go? What'd you do? How'd it go? Can I go next time? Where's my present!?!"
The elder son put up his hand, a signal for his brother to stop. "The trip was purely business," he said coolly, carefully detaching himself from his hyperactive sibling.
"Now, now, Sesshoumaru, you could show a little more enthusiasm towards Inuyasha," the Inu-tashio said reprovingly. His oldest son made no move to welcome the young boy more openly, but simply replied, "Yes, Father."
Sighing, the Inu-tashio stooped down and gathered his younger son. "How's your mother?" he asked seriously, gently stroking his head.
"I saw her this morning . . . she said she was doing better, but her face is awfully pale," Inuyasha informed.
The older youkai nodded. Even without the words, he knew that his mortal wife's health was declining.
"Well then, let's go inside and greet her, eh?" the Inu-tashio suggested, tickling Inuyasha. He turned and put his arm around Sesshoumaru, who grudgingly relented, and made their way to the large cabin, Sanako trailing behind.
"Inuyasha? Inuyasha, wake up!"
The hanyou jolted out of sleep, his forehead hitting the window. "Damnit," he cursed.
Kagome raised an eyebrow, lifting her hand and gently rubbing the spot which had hit the glass. "You alright?"
Feeling his face heating up, he pulled away from her reach. "Fine," he grumbled. "Are we here already?"
The heiress nodded, glancing outside the window. "I can't see a thing, but the driver says we're here." Turning back to her companion, she asked quietly, " Hey, what were you dreaming about? You had the most peculiar expression on your face as you were dreaming."
Inuyasha froze, remembering the memory that resurfaced in his mind while he slept. "Uh, it was a family vacation," he said hastily, opening his side of the car and exiting the car.
He shut the door and leaned against the cold vehicle. That was one of the last times we had together . . . before Mother died and Father buried himself in work . . . that place we always went to . . . I don't even remember where it was . . .
The hanyou was startled to find a small hand slip into his clawed one. "I'm sorry," Kagome whispered, "I didn't mean to upset you."
Shocked, Inuyasha was about to say something when the driver interrupted them with their luggage. "Here you are, Inuyasha-san, Kagome-san," he said cheerfully. The hanyou immediately pulled away, turning his back on the heiress, and took the baggage from the young man.
Kagome shrugged off Inuyasha's reaction, and looked around here. There were trees . . . trees . . . and more trees. "Uh, Bunjiro-san? Where exactly . . . are we going?"
The driver jumped up at the sound of his name. "No need to be so formal, Kagome-dono," he said hastily. He pointed toward a small chimney a few hundred feet away. "You'll be staying there. It's the small guest cabin that use to belong to the owners. Yoshizawa-sama lives near."
Nodding, the heiress dug into her purse for a generous tip for Bunjiro. Accepting it with great thanks, he unloaded the last luggage and began the trek towards the cabin.
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"Sugoi! This place is wonderful!" Kagome squealed, looking around the fire-lit room. The cabin was furnished with wooden chairs and tables, with a bearskin rug on the floor. There were three doors leading away from the room. According to Bunjiro, two were bedrooms, and the third was a bathroom.
Inuyasha, stumbling through the front door, was surprised at the woman's reaction. She's one of the wealthies heiresses around, and she enjoys staying in small cabins . . . that's a first . . .
Glancing around, a strange feeling came over the hanyou. This place . . . it feels familiar . . .
"Inuyasha?"
The body guard returned to reality, shaking off the feeling. "Bunjiro left," he grumbled, hoisting one of the bags onto a nearby chair.
"Oh," Kagome responded softly, never taking her eyes off her companion. Something's wrong with him . . .
"Which one?"
"Huh?" the heiress looked up, puzzled.
"Which room do you want?" Inuyasha rephrased, gesturing towards the doors.
"Uh, whichev--"
She was soon cut off by the door, swinging open and slamming against the wall. The two stared in shock and surprise as an old woman barged in, her dark grey hair pulled into a low pony tail. Behind her, a kitsune followed, hiding himself behind the woman's legs.
"Are ye Higurashi Kagome?" she demanded, her one eye examining her closely.
Kagome opened and closed her mouth a few times before she was able to respond with a barely audible "yes?"
Nodding the woman hastily introduced herself. "My name is Yoshizawa Kaede. I am the caretaker of these lands. This is Shippou, my ward. He was brought to me after his parents died in an accident."
The small youkai slowly crept from behind, staring at Kagome with large, green eyes. "Hello," he whispered, running back and hiding behind the woman.
The heiress almost gushed at the sight of the cute kitsune. She bent down, stretching out an arm. "Why hello, Shippou."
The old woman suddenly straightened, glancing around. "There is another presence in here," she whispered.
Inuyasha, who had been standing in the shadows ever since the woman barged in, slowly stepped into the light. Kagome urged him to come closer as she introduced him. "Yoshizawa-sama, this is my body guard, In--"
"Inuyasha?" Kaede gasped. "Otashi Inuyasha?"
The hanyou blinked, staring at the woman. "Do I . . .know you?" he asked suspciously.
The woman cried out with joy, clasping her hands together as she stared at Inuyasha. "Why, I haven't seen ye since ye were a little lad," she exclaimed, wiping a tear from her face. "Ye've finally returned!"
"Returned?" Kagome and Inuyasha asked in unison.
"Yes, yes!" Kaede quickly pulled out an old photograph from inside her miko robes. In the picture, a large youkai, a human woman, and two smaller youkai sat, the smallest youkai looking strangely like--
"That's me!" Inuyasha gaped, snatching the picture. "Where did you get this?" he demanded, staring at the old priestess.
Kaede chuckled. "Ye father gave it to me, Inuyasha. Right before ye all left for the last time."
"The last time?"
"Surely ye remember, Inuyasha. This place . . . this place was your summer home. It belonged to your father and mother."
Kagome gasped, putting the pieces together. "But wait! That would mean . . . that would mean that Inuyasha is the--"
"The rightful heir to Musashi."
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AU: Happy Thanksgiving everyone! hehe . . .
dun dun dun! So INUYASHA is the heir!Well that makes things a little easier . . . or complicated . . . who knows?
Thanks for all the reviews guys, I really appreciate it . . .
Avokatti: Thank you for the constructive criticizm you had towards my story . . . sorry this wasn't up to your standards, but please understand that this is only my second story I've written on fanfiction, and I'm learning as I go. If you had bothered to read any further, I'm sure you would've noticed the improvement of my writing, instead of judging my skills based on the second and third chapters alone.
anyways . .. stay tuned everyone!